In another part of the country, Xavier was walking through a valley with five subordinates following behind him in a tight formation. The valley was dark and eerie, without a single sound coming from dead trees.
Even in the deep night, Xavier could see and feel that there was no life in the valley. The trees still stood tall, but they were leafless and lacked the vitality that should have come from plants.
The surface of the valley was covered with dead grass and fallen leaves. There was a subtle smell of rotting from the plant material, but most of the pieces had been dry for a long time. And it did not look like rain had fallen for a while.
Xavier's eyes sharpened.
He was certain that this was the place he was looking for. After more than a week of searching, he had found the location of the coven. He was looking for the witches who were working with the Heartless Butcher.
